Possessive Obsession: My Brother Has Gone Mad

“Tangtang,” Pei Heng lowered his head, resting his chin on her crown. His voice was low and hoarse. “Promise me you'll break up with your current boyfriend, okay?”

“What's so great about those other men?” Pei Heng's fingers threaded through her hair, his touch as gentle as if he were caressing some fragile treasure. “None of them are good enough for you.”

“I'll tell Mom and Dad as soon as I get back,” Pei Heng said, wiping the tears from her face with his thumb. “I want to marry you.”

“No!” Lin Tang shook her head fiercely, struggling to push him away. “We can't be like this... We're...”

“Have you forgotten? We're not related by blood.”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her cheek. His lips were scorching as they kissed from the corner of her eye to the corner of her mouth. Lin Tang bit her lip hard, refusing to let him have his way.

“Tangtang,” Pei Heng's breathing grew heavier. “I want you to be my woman.”

His fingers hooked around the thin strap of her slip dress.

“I want to be your man.”

“Don't do this, or I'll hate you for the rest of my life.”

“Then hate me for the rest of your life.”